CE Chapter 37t

As the fatty had counted ‘seven’, the tall and short duo had already taken out four black things from the duffel bag.

“Ah~~ Not good! Quick, retreat! Drop to the ground!”

The voice from the megaphone which was demanding their surrender suddenly became incomparably panicky.

“Those four black things couldn’t be grenades, right?” Zhao Lingjun trembled in fear as he thought of such an outcome, the tall and short duo were already beginning to strut back to the fat man’s side.